Chen Qiaohe obviously also saw that the poem was a hidden poem, and was stunned on the spot for a while.

She looked at her two daughters and then pointed at herself, looking confused.

Lin Yu took the lead and said: "Joyful and skillful? How can it be so coincidental? ”

Lin Kite was also confused.

At this time, the staff of the training course came down to receive a few people.

Lin Yu pointed to the calligraphy and asked, "Hello, may I ask who wrote this poem?" ”

The staff replied: "This is the work of a calligrapher specially hired by this institution, and he will teach it himself later, but the people have not yet arrived, so they will have to wait for a while." ”

Calligraphy everyone?

Chen Qiaohe was even more confused.

Lin Yu leaned over and asked her mother, "Mom, do you know any calligraphers?" ”

Chen Qiaohe shook his head.

Lin Yuan said: "Maybe it's just a coincidence, let's go up first, and we'll know what's going on when we meet the real person." ”

Lin Yu nodded, helped her mother upstairs with her sister, and waited in the classroom first.

The classroom was already full of people trying out the lessons, some of whom were here to talk about the calligraphers who had come to teach.

Lin Yu's ears were sharp, and after about five minutes, he heard the staff downstairs shouting: "Teacher Lu, you are here!" ”

A short time later, a middle-aged man wearing a hat and a mask came to the classroom with the staff.

Lin Yu felt that the middle-aged man was familiar at first sight, but because the other party was not only wearing a mask, but also a hat, she was a little unsure for a while.

Until......

On the stage, the middle-aged man said while taking off his mask: "Hello everyone, I am the teacher Lu Tianci!" ”

Lin Yu's eyes widened.

Third Uncle?!!

And because most of the people in the audience are elderly students, Lin Yu, who is young, is obviously a little dazzling.

It's hard for Lu Tianci not to notice.

His eyes were fixed on Lin Yu, and they lit up for a moment.

But then, when his eyes swept to the middle-aged woman sitting next to Lin Yu, his pupils were obviously a little trembling!

The last time we met, the other person was wearing a mask, and this time ...... No.

He could clearly see what she looked like.

And Chen Qiaohe also saw him, the same pupil earthquake!

The two looked at each other.

The surrounding voices weakened.

Time turned backwards and again like annual rings, and my breathing slowed down.

The traces of time gradually weakened, and the wind and frost in the corners of their eyes and foreheads also dissipated......

Just like back then, next to the field, young men, pretty girls, young and shy.

Now, looking back, there is nowhere to say desolate.

"Teacher Lu? Mr. Lu? On the side, the staff saw that Lu Tianci did not continue to speak, but stared at a certain place in the audience in a daze, and couldn't help but call softly.

Lu Tianci came back to his senses at this time, his eyes were sour and painful, and they were burning badly.

He turned his back, a tear slipping from his eye and wiped it away as quickly as he could.

I don't know what I whispered to the staff member.

The staff bowed their heads, and the next second, apologized and beckoned the students in the classroom to leave:

"I'm sorry everyone, our teacher Lu is a little unwell, this class is temporarily canceled! There is no fee, and everyone will be given a lesson as compensation! ”

Although everyone was dissatisfied, they got a lesson in vain and didn't say anything.

Soon the classroom was quiet again.

The staff closed the door and left.

Lin Yu and Lin Kite are no matter how dull they are, and they see their mother losing her soul at this moment.

Thinking of the calligraphy hanging at the corner of the staircase just now, I vaguely guessed something.

I heard my mother say that when I was young, I missed a step, but it was the wrong step that led to the two sisters.

So she has no regrets.

But Lin Yu remembers that in the years when his father just died, his mother often couldn't sleep late at night.

It's easy to fall asleep, and I will talk in my dreams and shout a man's name.

But the name was not my father's.

It was a long time, and for a long time, she couldn't remember what her mother's name was.

But right now, my ears are buzzing, and I recall that my mother shouted in her sleep, which is "God's gift"!

*

In the classroom, there are only Chen Qiaohe and Lu Tianci.

The two sat opposite each other, people are no longer things, and time has passed.

Chen Qiaohe lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

After a long pause, he greeted politely: "You, your wife and children, are they all right?" ”

Lu Tianci stared at her: "I don't have a child yet." After a pause, "I'm not married, I've been single all these years." ”

Chen Qiaohe was slightly stunned, she had already guessed something in her heart, but the huge disbelief made her avoid the reason why he was single.

She nodded and said: "It's good to be single, but it's also a worry to have children, you see that my two daughters are so old, and they still don't make people worry at all, so you have to sign up for a calligraphy ......class for me."

"Then your husband ......"

"After a few years of marriage, I left."

Lu Tianci was suffocated.

One single, one widowed.

Fate seems to have played a huge joke on the two, going around and around, but they meet again today.

……

*

Outside the calligraphy classroom, Lin Yu and her sister sat on a chair and waited quietly.

The two sighed.

Look in the direction of the classroom from time to time.

In the glass window, the mother and the third uncle sat opposite each other, and the two talked about stopping.

They saw that the mother's eyes were gradually reddening.

Although Lin Yu didn't know what the two were talking about.

But she knows that the reunion of the old people should be mixed with a lot of indescribable heavy past.

An hour later, the door opened, and the two men came out.

Chen Qiaohe's eyes were red, and he called Lin Yu and Lin Kite, "This is your Uncle Lu, come and say hello." ”

Lu Tianci's eyes fell on Lin Yuan, and his eyes were also red: "You have raised your two daughters very well, and you have worked hard alone over the years." ”

Chen Qiaohe pursed her lips, and her lips moved.

Lu Tianci saw it in his eyes, his vicissitudes of life were slightly narrowed, and he didn't forget to explain to Lin Yu why he was a calligraphy teacher here.

It turned out that in addition to planting vegetables and flowers, he also liked to dance and write ink, and write some calligraphy characters.

Unexpectedly, many people bought it, insisted on it for more than ten years, and also accumulated some fans, and became famous.

That's when I was hired to teach.

Lin Yu nodded, feeling even more that the third uncle was deeply hidden.

But the focus of the topic is obviously not here, and the reunion of old people will always dilute many of those doubts that seem innocuous and innocuous .

A few people chatted a few more about their experiences over the years.

When they were about to part, Chen Qiaohe was supported by her two daughters, looked back at Lu Tianci, and wanted to say something more, but finally swallowed back.

On the way back, Chen Qiaohe was silent all the way.

It's just that the tears trickle down from the eyes like a long river that doesn't know how to dry.

Lin Yu and Lin Kite looked at their noses and noses, and they didn't dare to ask anything.

It wasn't until they got home, before entering the house, that their mother looked at the two sisters in a choked voice, and said with great grief: "How have he been all these years...... Because I...... Never married. ”

As if finding an emotional outlet, Chen Qiaohe looked at her two daughters and carefully told all the past back then......

……

The mother said while crying, about twenty minutes, and the tears were about to dry up.

In the end, choking up, Qi Qiran said: "I'm ashamed of him." ”